Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 164: New Horizons

Moana

When we were finished with the tour, we stopped in the downstairs foyer. Headmistress Hawkins smiled at us, her brown eyes radiating with kindness.

“Well?” she asked. “What do you think?”

I looked over at Edrick expectantly. He was fairly quiet throughout the entire tour, only occasionally asking questions. I was a bit worried that he wouldn’t like it and that he would make up some excuse to say no, but much to my surprise, he looked down at Ella with a gentle smile.

“It’s up to you, Ella,” he said. “Do you like this school?”

Ella nodded excitedly. “I really like it here!” she said, squeezing Edrick’s hand tightly. “I really want to go to school here!”

Edrick smiled and looked up at the headmistress. “Well, I guess that’s that,” he said with a bit of a chuckle.

Headmistress Hawkins grinned. “Perfect,” she replied. “Let’s get you enrolled.”

…

That day, we got Ella enrolled in school. The school year would begin in just a few short weeks, which was fairly short notice, but I knew that Edrick would make sure that Ella was prepared.

about it all day, and even getting her to sleep was a battle because she was so excited. It made me feel warm

that wasn’t the only thing that was on my

stop thinking about that empty art classroom. It was important for any child to have access to a good art program in school, and it made me sad to think that the children at that school had been without a proper art program for years since the last art teacher passed away. Ella loved that school and wanted to go there so badly, and it was the perfect place for her to go, but it made me uneasy to think that she would be without a proper art class for the foreseeable future. Sure, I could give her some art lessons and make sure that she had time to be creative when she was home, but it

I came out of the bathroom after my shower, drying my hair with a towel, I could tell instantly from the thoughtful look on Edrick’s face that he was dealing with an internal dilemma as well.

about something,” I said, walking up to

I knew what he was thinking about: he was worried about Ella.

“You’re worried about her.”

he replied, almost as though he didn’t want to admit that he actually had a

as always, and it would never stop. Even though the walk to Ella’s new school wasn’t very far and was a nice walk in a safe neighborhood, it was still the city, after all. Anything could happen, and I understood why

little, and she would of course need to be chaperoned both two and from school until she was at least a few years older. But I also knew that having her away from the penthouse during the day, when anything could happen, was terrifying

gently. “You don’t need to worry so much. And it’s in a

too,” he replied. His words made my heart sink; he wasn’t wrong. Bad things happened in schools all of the time, but it didn’t mean that he should spend the rest of his life worrying. For all we knew,

to the open art teacher position once more. I did, after all, have a degree in early childhood education with a concentration in art therapy. I did also have

I should apply,” I said. “Then I can be with Ella all day in case something happens. You won’t need to worry

he had been thinking the same thing when we were touring the school

my growing belly. “Won’t it be too much for you, especially later

little extra help at home since I’ll be working every day, but it’s

to start working and then have to take maternity leave just

and the maids, and I have you. And don’t forget that they do have a daycare

it seems like I’m trying to talk you out of it. I’m just